The round spirit is cold and empty, and everything is the same.
knowing that thousands of miles away, there is no rain and wind?
Translation:
There is a bright moon in the sky, and it is said that every place has the same moonlight.
how do you know that thousands of miles away, there is no storm?
This poem about the Mid-Autumn Moon shows that everything in the world can't be exactly the same, and there are thousands of differences.
"Round spirit is cold and empty, and all the words are the same. Knowing that thousands of miles away, there is no rain and wind. " It means that the "round spirit" (bright moon) is in the sky here and now, how can we see that there is no rain and wind here and there ("thousands of miles away")? A thousand miles means a long distance, and wind and rain can refer to the impermanence and hardship of life. How do you know that there is no wind and rain in the world thousands of miles away?
what everyone says is truth. The world is changing, and human's understanding of nature and society is deepening and developing with the improvement of human's cognitive ability. Whether an understanding is correct or not does not depend on the number of people who hold this understanding. Even if everyone says yes, we should dare to doubt and explore deeply. Secondly, it is most taboo to substitute one thing for another, to substitute the whole for the partial, and to replace the exploration of the whole or essence with the description of partial and one-sided phenomena. Seeing the bright moon in the sky here and now and imagining that the four seas are the same, it is precisely to take this place for the other and to generalize the whole.
[2] This five-character quatrain says that there is moonlight here and rain there, which means rain, not enjoying the moon. Li Qiao, who has served as prime minister for three times, is naturally very sensitive to the changing political situation-a bright moon shines on the earth in the sky, and everyone says that the moonlight everywhere is as bright tonight; But who knows that thousands of miles away, there is no rain and the wind is crazy? This poem, with the theme of chanting the moon, reveals a truth: things in the world are very different and ever-changing, and they cannot all be the same. Just like the mid-autumn night, there is a bright moon here, but it is stormy elsewhere.